Ask Eve

[Angeline]

I think we can all agree that we have questions for her. I know I do.

Foremost today is related to this post of hers:

I haven't finished mentioning all the poems, yet. I tripped over a squirrel and hit my head on the monitor. I've been unconscious and draped over my keyboard for the past hour. So if anyone wants to review a poem, please do. If not, I'll be back once the ringing in my ears stops--and after the men come to remove the squirrel.

I would like to know how a squirrel and your monitor came to be in close proximity, well close enough for you to trip and hit it.

Was the squirrel related to that varmint you killed or shooed or whatever on your back porch recently? Or was that a racoon? I forget.

And just to show that this really isn't a gratuitous thread, how do you feel events like this affect your poetry? (Feel free to answer in a poem if you like.)

Others may have better questions.

 

[WickedEve]

Here is my response to 1201:

12, the squirrel and I request that you do not ask us about what happened. We're traumatized. His fur is falling out. I've lost my ability to get my feet over my head. This is a tragedy.

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Ange, you know I'm not right in the head. You know I have plummets of fantasy. You know there are varmints in the south! I also have more of a sense of humor when I'm depressed. It's my safety net.
Okay, poetry. I can see myself writing about a squirrel or possum. I do have a possum poem--not at lit anymore. There is one at lit about a squirrel. I think it's called Oh, Mother.
Oh, the possum on the porch... I had to take a broom to the bastard. I got him cornered and he was hissing and drooling. God! He looked just like my ex. I'm not kidding. I married a possum. Of course, around these parts, that's doing good. It's either possum people or a cousin.
Angeline, why are you getting me started on possums? You know I could go on and on about it--because I'm southern, a poet, and functionally insane.

 

[Angeline]

Here is my response to 1201:

12, the squirrel and I request that you do not ask us about what happened. We're traumatized. His fur is falling out. I've lost my ability to get my feet over my head. This is a tragedy.

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Ange, you know I'm not right in the head. You know I have plummets of fantasy. You know there are varmints in the south! I also have more of a sense of humor when I'm depressed. It's my safety net.
Okay, poetry. I can see myself writing about a squirrel or possum. I do have a possum poem--not at lit anymore. There is one at lit about a squirrel. I think it's called Oh, Mother.
Oh, the possum on the porch... I had to take a broom to the bastard. I got him cornered and he was hissing and drooling. God! He looked just like my ex. I'm not kidding. I married a possum. Of course, around these parts, that's doing good. It's either possum people or a cousin.
Angeline, why are you getting me started on possums? You know I could go on and on about it--because I'm southern, a poet, and functionally insane.

Well as you know smithpeter told me his poem Squirrels Playing Saxophones is about love, so there is a varmint poem precedent. They're metaphoric.

 

[WickedEve]

Well as you know smithpeter told me his poem Squirrels Playing Saxophones is about love, so there is a varmint poem precedent. They're metaphoric.

We both had an "exquisite possum" poem at lit. I think he's is gone, too. It was either that poem or our wisp of a chimp poems that got the same title challenges started. I need to find my possum. It was totally freaky.

 

[Maria2394]

Dear Eve,
when you go into your poetry trance" and write, have you ever forgotten that you wrote a certain poem, and was shocked, horrified, pleased, or thrilled, or all of the above, about that piece of poetry? Have you ever found something that only you could have written and thought, no way, did I write that!!


and if so, how does th atrelate to your functional insanity. I have that too, but I have trouble functioning on occasion and I thinkn there might be someone else sneaking around in my house writing stuff for me when I am asleep, or not at home...I am serious..really

oh, ps, I have a possum poem too... actually 2


oh, pss, I had my front door open today and a cardinal flew in,(( I know the superstition,)) anyway, I shooed him out and he flew into the side of the house and knocked himself out, I held him till he woke up then put him in a crepe myrtle tree. he sat there 20 minutes or so, and when I went over to check on him, he flew away..could the squirrel and bird incidents have been related?

 

[WickedEve]

Dear Eve,
when you go into your "opetry trance" and write, have you ever forgotten that you wrote a certain poem, and was shocked, horrified, pleased, or thrilled, or all of the above, about that piece of poetry? Have you ever found something that only you could have written and thought, no way, did I write that!!


and if so, how does th atrelate to your functional insanity. I have that too, but I have trouble functioning on occasion and I thinkn there might be someone else sneaking around in my house writing stuff for me when I am asleep, or not at home...I am serious..really

oh, ps, I have a possum poem too... actually 2

Ah, a sister possumer.

I see you know of my poetry trances. I was in one when I wrote that brilliant NeoPetal series. Yes, brilliant! I was channeling some poetry god. I could feel him flowing through me. He was a bit acidic and lumpy but basically a good flow. Anyway, the trance. My fingers were typing and the words were coming and I just had to hang on like a possum at the end of a swinging broom.

I have my "did I write that?" poems.

Maria, come here. Little closer. Back up. Okay. I've been sneaking around your house writing stuff for you.

 

[Angeline]

Dear Eve,
when you go into your poetry trance" and write, have you ever forgotten that you wrote a certain poem, and was shocked, horrified, pleased, or thrilled, or all of the above, about that piece of poetry? Have you ever found something that only you could have written and thought, no way, did I write that!!


and if so, how does th atrelate to your functional insanity. I have that too, but I have trouble functioning on occasion and I thinkn there might be someone else sneaking around in my house writing stuff for me when I am asleep, or not at home...I am serious..really

oh, ps, I have a possum poem too... actually 2


oh, pss, I had my front door open today and a cardinal flew in,(( I know the superstition,)) anyway, I shooed him out and he flew into the side of the house and knocked himself out, I held him till he woke up then put him in a crepe myrtle tree. he sat there 20 minutes or so, and when I went over to check on him, he flew away..could the squirrel and bird incidents have been related?

I have a sneaking suspicion that I really am writing the same poem over and over and over....

 

[WickedEve]

I have a sneaking suspicion that I really am writing the same poem over and over and over....

If that's true, I'm going to copy and paste the same PC over and over and over...

 

[Angeline]

If that's true, I'm going to copy and paste the same PC over and over and over...

Do it and I'll haunt you in pm.

 

[twelveoone]

quote:Originally posted by WickedEve
I haven't finished mentioning all the poems, yet. I tripped over a squirrel and hit my head on the monitor. I've been unconscious and draped over my keyboard for the past hour. So if anyone wants to review a poem, please do. If not, I'll be back once the ringing in my ears stops--and after the men come to remove the squirrel.

has anyone noticed this is probably the beginning of an epic an "eve in wonderland" saga.
Does anyone one remember annaswirls was attacked by a squirrel with an anvil?
What is this the beginning off?
Expiring minds want to know!

 

[twelveoone]

quote:Originally posted by WickedEve
And what can I do about this weird noise my computer makes?

mystery solved, it was the squirrel

 

[The Poets]

quote:Originally posted by WickedEve
And what can I do about this weird noise my computer makes?

mystery solved, it was the squirrel

Oh, I remember that computer question. lol It's the damn squirrel again. Maybe it's anna's squirrel.

 

[Angeline]

Oh, I remember that computer question. lol It's the damn squirrel again. Maybe it's anna's squirrel.

Will you look at my poem in the progress thread and give me feedback?

(This was my true diabolical reason for an Ask Eve thread)

 

[WickedEve]

Will you look at my poem in the progress thread and give me feedback?

(This was my true diabolical reason for an Ask Eve thread)

p... p... progress thread? I've never been on that thread. What's in progress? Poetry? uhhh... fine. sure. okay.

 

[Angeline]

p... p... progress thread? I've never been on that thread. What's in progress? Poetry? uhhh... fine. sure. okay.

Thank you. It's a good thread; you'll like it.

 

[champagne1982]

c'mon you guys!

Thank you. It's a good thread; you'll like it.

Now, if only a few of you would get your noses back into that thread and tell me how far to throw that poem of mine, I'd be a happy Carrie.

Seriously, I like the rhythm of it, I just don't know what the purpose is ....

 

[Angeline]

Re: c'mon you guys!

Now, if only a few of you would get your noses back into that thread and tell me how far to throw that poem of mine, I'd be a happy Carrie.

Seriously, I like the rhythm of it, I just don't know what the purpose is ....

Before I even opened this thread, I knew this is what your post would be. I am going there now.

 

[WickedEve]

Since there is nothing to ask Eve, then I'll just share this with you. I just met my ex's new fiance. She's hideous! I'm soooo happy. Happy enough to write poetry.

 

[Liar]

Well, that made me smile.

 

[WickedEve]

Well, that made me smile.

I'm a bitch to be so fucking happy.